Kitty Pryde—Life Lessons Hard Learned; Prelude to The Fall of the Mutants

by Scarlet

WARNING: This story contains sexual situations (c, FF). It is to be read by adults only. If this sort of material is not to your liking, then read no further.
Credits: This story is based on a story idea suggested by The Sexecutor. Kitty Pryde (Shadowcat), Illyana Rasputin (Magik), Logan (Wolverine), Danielle Moonstar (Mirage), Doctor Moira MacTaggert, Stevie Hunter, other X-Men and New Mutant characters, and Nick Fury (Marvel Enterprises) are Trademarked characters used in this not-for-profit fan-fiction; no Trademark infringement is intended. All characters are fictional; any similarities to real people are coincidental. All characters engaged in adult activities are of adult age.

The story continues from ‘Kitty Pryde—Life Lessons Hard Learned’, part 2.

Chapter 11. Busted!

“UUUhhhmm! Go away!” I growl and pull my spare pillow over my head as I hear someone jabbering at me while poking my thighs through my cover. Oh, God! I’m sore, tired, and my head hurts!

“No! Get up! Wolverine wants you downstairs in the den right now! Doctor MacTaggert is on the video conferencing monitor, and both Logan and Moira are really pissed. You are SO busted you stuck up X-Girl prima donna!”

After I push the pillow away, I somehow force an eyelid open and see that it’s Dani Moonstar, an Amerindian girl with long ebony pigtails, that’s haranguing me. “Go away, damn it!” I hiss back as I close my hazel eyes again. “Tell them I’ll be down in a couple of hours. I need sleep! And my head hurts!”

“That’s not going to happen, slut!” Moonstar spits back as she tosses a piece of clothing at me. “Either put this on and get downstairs immediately on your own, Pryde, or I’ll have Sam carry you down to the den naked! The boys are waiting in the hall!”

I groan and then blush badly as I pull the garment off of my face; a face still covered with dried semen, as is my long brown hair and much of the rest of my body. What the hell! It’s a black, nearly see-through negligee! I cringe, and then cringe again as I see Illyana, my blue-eyed blonde roommate, standing behind Danielle wearing a mixture of embarrassment and wry smile on her face. Then my eyes dart to the clothes dummy with my sexy but semen-soaked cocktail dress on it. It’s gone!

“Sorry, Kitty!” Illyana Rasputin proclaims with a shrug. “Dani and the other girls pilfered your dress while I was in the shower. I didn’t know about what Doug had discovered. What Dani says is true. You’re to report downstairs immediately. Logan says you can pee, but not spend any time showering…or even washing up. He picked the clothing Dani just gave you, too. Sheesh, I’m so envious of you right now!”

All of the memories from yesterday suddenly flash through my mind, and all of the clues suddenly come together…and not just the clues the Wolverine, my short stocky teammate with a mutton-chop beard and unique hair style, wanted me to find. It seems a really great day is about to be followed by a really bad day. I may as well get it over with!

I blush beet red as I enter the den less than ten minutes later. Logan, Stevie, and all of the New Mutants, boys and girls alike, are standing around one monitor on a television stand, while Moira MacTaggert’s stern visage stares down from another monitor hanging on the wall behind it. The clothes dummy with my filthy red cocktail dress on it is positioned next to the television stand. My blush deepens as Sam, Roberto, and Doug’s eyes all drop from my dried-semen-covered face to my protruding nipples, obvious through the negligee’s thin fabric, and then to the brown landing strip at the apex of my thighs, which is also fairly discernable through the nightgown’s translucent material.

“Eyes, gentlemen!” Stevie, my dance teacher who is now living in the X-Mansion as one of the New Mutants’ instructors, barks while looking even more embarrassed than I am. “Making her wear that bedroom clothing isn’t helping matters, Logan!” adds the dark-skinned 29-year old woman with ebony cornrows.

“The hussy is about to find that she has nothing left to hide, Miss Hunter!” Moira, a pale-skinned middle-aged woman with brown eyes and shoulder-length brown hair, barks from the wall monitor. Moira, who runs the high-tech Mutant Research Center on Scotland’s Muir Island, is one of the earliest affiliates of Xavier’s School for Gifted youngsters. “Mr. da Costa, if you could just show Miss Pryde what Mr. Ramsey stumbled across on the worldwide web…‘The Wizard’s Lair’ to be specific…early this morning.”

As my head swims due to events unfolding around me, the monitor on the stand comes on. I want to crawl into a dark hole and die as a close-up of my face comes on the screen and I hear myself proclaim, “I am a virgin, so take it easy on me at first, guys! However, I’m not made of glass, so don’t be afraid that I might break on you.” This is followed by a short buzzing sound, before the me on the screen declares, “One thing that is really important to me, guys. Seeing as we ARE going to be having sex, do try to give me lots and lots of climaxes. A girl just wants to have fun! You’re up, Gaylan.” The view then widens enough to see a huge pale-skinned penis get inserted into my mouth as Gaylan rubs the tip of his more-than-adequately sized dark-skinned penis between my labial lips before entering me. My maidenhead getting sundered is on screen for everyone to see!

I’m nearly choking with embarrassment as Dani plucks the remote control Roberto has been operating from him and enters some code. The image on the screen fasts forward to a blonde, Lisa, sitting on my face while a dark-skinned girl, Rhena, works over my vulva with her tongue. First Lisa issues a staccato sigh of climax, and then I issue a more muffled triple sigh while gasping and bucking under the blonde’s crotch. This is followed by Lisa screaming “AAHHhhhhh! AHHHhhhh! OH YEAH!” as her face tilts up and she grins with joy, before proclaiming, “Well done, Kitty! You’re a natural when it comes to girl on girl sex. Hook up with me and I’ll kiss my sugar daddy goodbye forever!”

At this point I’ve gone from beet red to paper white, and Roberto has snatched the remote control back from Dani and entered another code. This time I’m on the screen in the center of a small tarp staring at the ceiling with my mouth open wide as five men around me pump their fists over their penises while spraying my fully clothed form with their ejaculate. Death would be merciful right now!

“That’s enough, Roberto!” Moira declares from the wall monitor. “Turn off the television. You’ll have plenty of time to go over Miss Pryde’s performance at your leisure in the days, weeks, months, and years to come. As will the rest of the world! Before we ask Katherine to explain herself, I must say I am very disappointed in you Wolverine. I told Charles that leaving you in charge was a big mistake!”

As the stand monitor goes dark, I shoot a look of panic at Logan, and he shrugs as he flashes a sheepish smile back at me; both of us are obviously wondering what the other is about to say in response to Doctor MacTaggert’s verbal assault. Then Logan’s smart phone rings; he pulls it from his pocket and looks at its screen.

“Everybody be quiet!” Wolverine commands firmly, before adding, “This is important business!” Logan puts the phone to his ear and listens for a moment, before replying, “That’s good to know, Nicholas. And Friday? Good! Yeah, that would be even better. Yeah, we’re taking a lot of shit about it. I’m thrilled! Why don’t you find out by telling her yourself, Nick? She’s here with me now.”

Logan holds the smart phone out towards me with a shit-eating grin on his face, knowing we’ve all heard his half of the conversation, and says, “Nick Fury wants to talk to you, Miss Pryde.”

Oh, God! What if Colonel Fury refuses to let me attend the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent training after everything that’s happened? Oh, God! He’s probably mortified that I’m in my birthday suit on ‘The Wizard’s Lair’ performing sex acts. Crap! I’ll have to take it like an adult. I put the phone to my ear and say, “Katherine Pryde here, Director Fury. Logan says you would like to speak with me, sir.”

“How sore and hungover are you, Miss Pryde?

“Nothing I can’t handle, sir. I take it you’ve seen the webcast?”

“Yep! Getting shit for it, are you?”

“More than a little, sir. It’s pretty embarrassing!”

“Nonsense! You did what you had to do to get my recruiting agent to recommend you for S.H.I.E.L.D. auxiliary agent training. I’ve accepted that recruiting agent’s recommendation, and you’ll be beginning a month-long intensive-training course…almost immediately. Assuming you’re still up for it?”

“I’m definitely still eager for the training, Director Fury, sir! When does it start?”

“Let’s have you call me, Nick, except when we’re on duty, Kitty…I can call you, Kitty, can’t I, Kitty?”

“Sure, sir…I mean, Nick. Kitty would be fine!”

“Now, to be clear, this is optional, but what say I have Agent de Fontaine pick you up at Xavier’s school on Thursday around 2 p.m. You and the Contessa can spend Thursday night with me at my apartment getting to know me and each other rather well, before we visit Club STW on Friday night. At the club, I presume both you and the Contessa will spend the evening practicing fellatio on a steady stream of guys while I try to foist my offspring on a hot-looking big-breasted brunette. Agent de Fontaine will deliver you back to Xavier’s Saturday morning to pack. End of optional agenda. Agent de Fontaine will pick you up Sunday afternoon and deliver you to the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier, where your training will begin on Monday after a physical examination. How does that sound to you, Miss Pryde?”

“Great, Director Fury, including the Thursday through Saturday agenda…Nick. Uhhmm…with regards to the physical…what if there are some irregularities?”

“I’ve been told by my recruiting agent to anticipate those irregularities, Miss Pryde. Assuming they arise, we will contact the appropriate people at Xavier’s…not your parents…to get permission at the end of the training to deal with said irregularities. It may make you feel better to know that, as part of the sexual techniques training you’ve been told is part of our curriculum, all of the females participating in the training are taken off birth control. We want our recruits to know what it feels like to be vulnerable! Therefore, you’ll almost certainly need to deal with pregnancy issues, one way or another.”

“The main concern, I think, from your perspective, Miss Pryde, is that the ‘appropriate people at Xavier’s’ who we will be contacting will be my recruiting agent; he could decline to have us deal with any pregnancy detected during the initial physical. Logan said you’re a bright girl and will figure out how to make this a…how did he put it…moot…issue.”

“I can work with that…Nick. I’ll be ready Thursday at 2 p.m. and look forward to getting to know you and Contesse de Fontaine.”

“It’s a date, Kitty!” Nick Fury declares enthusiastically before ending the call. I’m sure I’m grinning with satisfaction as I hand the phone back to Wolverine. “What were you asking me, Doctor MacTaggert?” I spout at the wall screen.

“I’m demanding that you explain your behavior, Miss Pryde. What has driven you to become a wanton, sluttish whore, girl?”

“I shouldn’t have to explain my private life to anyone, Doctor MacTaggert, but in this case I admit the School’s interests are involved as well. To put a fine point on my actions last night, I did exactly what I had to do to get my recruiting agent to recommend me for S.H.I.E.L.D. auxiliary agent training. My application for training, which will benefit both me and Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters, has been accepted. My month-long intensive-training course begins Thursday. I won’t say anything else, EXCEPT, this wouldn’t have been possible if it weren’t for Logan…I mean, of course, his leadership filling in as the school’s headmaster.”

“Congratulations, Kitty!” Stevie declares as she reaches out to hug me, and then thinks better of it as she looks at the dried ejaculate covering me. “Moira, in Logan’s defense we did consider that the recruiting agent might insist that Kitty be inspected nude, and maybe even try to make Kitty let him sample her wares. Kitty was aware of the risk and felt she was mature enough to deal with it. Naturally, none of us considered that things would be taken as far as they were. However, I’ve talked to some female S.H.I.E.L.D. agents at gatherings hosted by Jean Grey and Misty Knight, and I’m convinced that the training will be invaluable to both the school and to the X-Men, and probably the New Mutants as well. I suggest we stop acting like Kitty should be punished for her initiative, and congratulate her.”

“No, Miss Hunter, I strongly disagree!” Moira spits back from the screen, and I’m red-faced again as she declares. “No such training could be worth Katherine being exposed on the internet as a wanton hussy, and a lesbian whore to boot. Also, might I remind you that there is the matter of school security! ‘The Wizard’s Lair’ webcast is entitled ‘Shadowcat? gets humiliated and shared at downtown New York sex club!’ for heaven’s sake! No, I insist that Katherine must be severely punished in the appropriate manner, and the discipline should be carried out before Professor Xavier and his X-Men return from the Shi’ar empire throne-world!”

“Look, Moira,” Logan replies back to the stern visage on the wall monitor with surprising calmness, “despite the fact that I, and yes, Stevie as well, recognized there were some risks to Miss Pryde’s reputation from the S.H.I.E.L.D. talent scout, it would have been difficult to anticipate Kitty letting things get taken as far as they were. If I’m correctly interpreting the type of discipline you consider appropriate, I’d probably be inclined to agree that it would be both justified and prudent. But only after the S.H.I.E.L.D. auxiliary agent training has been completed, AND only if the same punishment was also applied in any subsequent cases of sexual indiscretion by other girls. Do you agree?”

I DO NOT like where this is going and I’m back to being pallid as Moira replies with, “Of course I think the same punishment should be applicable in all such cases of indiscretion, Logan. As for agreeing about the delay in Miss Pryde’s discipline, well, if you make the necessary arrangements before Professor X and the X-Men return, I suppose so, yes. Do you need a schedule and contact informa….” Doctor MacTaggert is cut off by Logan’s smart phone ringing again.

“I need to take this!” Logan replies as I look pleadingly at him, hoping that he’ll have mercy on me and get Moira to abandon the direction that her discussion is now taking. Naturally, things get worse! I know that’s going to be the case even before I hear the one-sided conversation.

“Yes, Mr. Pryde, this is Logan, and I am still the acting headmaster at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters,” Logan replies after listening for about three seconds to the other end of the call. “How can I be of service?”

“Oh, you saw that webcast? May I ask, sir, what you were doing perusing an adult superheroine website? You got an anonymous email! And you’ve suspected that your daughter is Shadowcat for months! Well, sir, regardless of whether you are right or wrong, it would be dangerous either way to spread those suspicions. Please keep them to yourself, sir?”

“Yes, Carmen, I’ve seen the webcast…or rather parts of it. Yes, I don’t deny the resemblance. Theresa, your ex-wife has seen it too? She’s there with you now? Theresa assures you that the girl in the webcast is Kitty? Don’t worry, sir, you can assure Mrs. Pryde that, if the school concludes that the girl in the webcast is Katherine, she will receive the appropriate discipline. Oh, you and your ex-wife have already discussed how this needs to be handled. Well, what did the two of you conclude, sir?”

“I thought so. Yes, I knew Jewish leaders recently announced support for the procedure on an individual needs basis, without making it standard religious practice like the fundamentalist Islamic leaders have. You’ve already downloaded the forms? No, don’t sign them and FAX them to me. No, I am not saying I won’t handle it. Far from it! I think school leadership concurs with you and Theresa, Carmen. Hold on a moment!”

Logan mutes the phone before he turns to me and, seeing the crestfallen look on my face, barks, “Stevie, get the other students out of here. Their involvement in this issue is done…and that includes any temptations to tease Kitty later. GO! Kitty, you and Miss Hunter can stay, and I’d like Doctor MacTaggert to continue to witness this remotely via Zoom. However, Kitty, I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to try to reassure your parents until later, after they’ve calmed down. Okay?”

I nod with tears in my eyes as the other students reluctantly leave the den, knowing that I’m in trouble, but likely confused as to what sort of discipline I might be facing based on the one-side conversation they’ve overheard. Having been driven home by Logan last night, however, I can see where this is headed, and what I see isn’t good! Logan shrugs his shoulders as he un-mutes the call. I’m sure anyone in my position would be horrified by the one-sided discussion that follows!

“Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Pryde. I’ve got two other members of the school staff with me to help make sure I see that this situation is handled diligently. You and Theresa’s wishes are of paramount importance to resolving the issue, Carmen. Yes, we will also be trying to look out for Katherine’s well being, but, as I’ve already said, school leadership was reaching the same conclusion, and we would have been contacting you about it. No, don’t sign the paperwork yet.”

“Yes, I want the paperwork signed. As it happens, I have Tom Corsi and Sharon Friedlander in Illinois right now. Yes, you’ve met. Sharon is our school nurse, and Tom’s the fellow that was with Sharon when you visited Xavier’s earlier this year. You’re at your wife’s house in Deerfield, right? Tom’s a notary public and has his stamp with him. You can sign the paperwork when he and Sharon get there. Sharon will be the witness.”

“Carmen, there will be another form to sign that Mr. Corsi has with him; it designates me as executor of all of the related paperwork you sign. This way, Professor Xavier’s relationship with his student’s, including Kitty, isn’t strained by his overseeing a punishment that some of the students may see as harsh. Yes, I do think the professor will support our decision. The Pope has also sanctioned the procedure on an individual needs basis, although, like Jewish leaders, chose not to universally recommend it for all women; this resolved any ethical issues the professor might have had.”

“When will the procedure be carried out? No sir, not soon. Katherine will be attending some important training over the next month, so next month at the earliest. To be perfectly transparent, Carmen, I may put the procedure off for several months after that. Believe it or not, I think I may have another girl or two who needs similar disciplinary treatment and who deserves priority based on age alone. Exactly! We don’t want the guardians’ prerogatives to consent to expire. For that reason alone you can be sure that I WILL deal with Katherine’s case in a timely manner.”

“I’m sorry it has come to this too, Carmen, but the decision has been made, so stop fretting over it. Yes, I can let you talk to Kitty. Right now if you want, but I think it would be best if I have her call you at 2 p.m.—that’s 1 p.m. your time. By then, the paperwork will have been signed, Katherine will have been informed about the decision, and she’ll have had time to mentally adjust to the relatively minor, but now unavoidable, ramifications of the procedure.”

“I’m glad you agree, sir. You’ll be at Kitty’s mother’s house at 1p.m., your time? Katherine will call you then. Sir, there’s something I don’t want to go unsaid in the midst of this minor crisis. Kitty is a brilliant, resourceful, and brave young lady, and we are all very proud of her here at Xavier’s. Everyone has missteps in life and most of us become better for it. I’m sure it will be the same for your daughter. I’ll call you after I’ve seen to the discipline procedure. Good day, sir.”

“Well, that went better than could have been expected, Moira,” Wolverine declares as he pats me on the shoulder, ignoring the flaky dried semen. “Any criticisms as to how I handled it?”

“No, actually I think you did well, Logan. What was this nonsense about other girls that may need the same sort of disciplinary punishment?”

“I want to get my facts straight before I answer that, Moira. Will you Zoom back to us…we’ll be using the monitor in Professor X’s office…in one hour so that we can talk about standardization of discipline for these types of immoral behavior and sexual indiscretion issues?”

“Yes, of course, and I agree for the need of such standardization! Anything else I can do?”

“Yes! If you can get Madrox to bump off one of his ‘Multiple Man’ duplicates with really good computer and internet skills, I’d like him to do some quick research. I want to know which of the New Mutants sent that anonymous email to Carmen Pryde telling him that his daughter is the current featured superheroine on ‘The Wizard’s Lair’ website. I’m probably not going to be able to punish the boy…or girl…for it, but I’m going to remember it the next time the transgressor gets on my shit list for some other reason.”

“I’ll see to it, Wolverine. We’ll talk again in one hour. MacTaggert out!”

Logan turns back to me and shrugs as he stares at the disgust and despondence on my face, before claiming, “Things aren’t nearly so bad as you think, kiddo. Go take a shower and try to relax. I’ll have you down to the professor’s office in about two hours, and we’ll lay out what’s going to go down for you in plain English. Don’t bother working out how to avoid it! You can’t! However, I will entertain arguments about standardization and priorities, if you catch my drift. Oh! One more thing. I promise I’ll have your dress back from the cleaners by mid-week. Go shower! You’re a mess!”

As I hurry away, I hear Logan turn to Stevie and declare, “This has to happen, but it isn’t fair, Miss Hunter. Thank you for trying to back me and Kitty up earlier. Stevie, when Moira calls back, I’d like to have you weigh in on the New Mutant girls and any behavioral issues along these same lines. I’ve heard talk of girls hooking up with each other…and not just to practice kissing. Hell! We should also address any ‘failure to act as role model’ issues for the older girls. Frankly, I doubt there is an X-Girl that hasn’t voluntarily participated, or been forced or tricked into participating, in sexual escapades in the past; they just didn’t need to deal with the modern internet and smart phones! I’d add school staff to the discussion, but I don’t think we have any issues there. See you in just less than an hour, Stevie.”

Yeah! Today really blows if you’re a superheroine…especially if your nom de guerre is Shadowcat!

Chapter 12. The Fair, Equitable, and Effective Solution to Sexual Indiscretions

I’m showered and dressed in denim and a t-shirt in less than thirty minutes. When I get back, Illyana, dressed in shorts and a skimpy half-shirt, is alone in our room gazing through a stepping disk (a round shimmering inter-dimensional portal that allows Illyana to see into or teleport into Limbo, a dimension where, as Magik, she is the sorceress supreme). I grin at my roommate as I see what she is staring at—her scrying pool—tuned to Professor Xavier’s office. Via the pool we’re going to be able to see and hear Wolverine’s meeting with Doctor MacTaggert and Stevie Hunter, but they won’t be able to hear or see us—sometimes I just love Illyana!

“Wolverine’s in the office but nothing interesting is happening,” Illyana chirps cheerfully as she sees me enter the room. “He’s just making notes for discussion. Logan set you up for this didn’t he?”

I frown and shrug, but decline to answer my roommate’s question.

“Just to get you declitted?”

“Are you going to be going all ‘I told you so’ on me?” God, I hope the rest of the New Mutants weren’t as quick to figure out from that one-sided conversation what my proposed ‘discipline’ for my ‘indiscretion’ is!

“Only if I enjoy it…or if you don’t cough up the answers to my questions.”

“Yes, Illyana, I think Logan definitely wanted to set me up for female circumcision the minute I made that stupid agreement with him. I’m certain he arranged for me to be filmed, and for the webcast to be posted to ‘The Wizard’s Lair’. I wouldn’t be flabbergasted to learn that he sent the anonymous email to my father, either. However, strangely, I think any jollies he’s going to get from watching my clitoris getting pilfered is more of a bonus than the goal. Wolverine’s got a hard on for lesbians, and I think he believes girls in general are better off circumcised. If I’m right about the last, I don’t think he believes the fallout from last night is really harming me enough to worry about.”

“Well, there’s a high percentage of men, and a significant percentage of women, that would agree with Wolverine…about the female circumcision part…these days, Kitty. Why are you so broken up about this? I thought, after our long talk about circumcision pros and cons the night before last, you had come to grips with the possibility that you were going to visit a castratrix last night. Heck, Pryde! Considering the number of times I’ve caught you diddling yourself to the ‘Invisible Woman Gets Clipped’ webcast from ‘The Wizard’s Lair’ website that the Banshee slipped us, I thought you were pretty into getting that ‘really juicy final climax’!”

“I hate your guts, Rasputin! Okay! If Logan had taken me straight to a cutter last night, I admit I’d probably be showing you my empty hood right now and reminiscing about that final climax. The thing is…I didn’t know what I will be missing out on. Climaxes during full blown sex like I had last night are really nice. I don’t want the ability to orgasm taken away from me now! And then there’s the humiliation of having everyone, including my parents, watching me climax and get ejaculated into and on. That’s why I’m bummed about this.”

“Okay, I can see that. What are we going to do about it?”

“Nothing can stop it from happening, Illyana! Now that my parents have signed my circumcision consent forms, my sexual neutering is inevitable. The best I can hope for now is to have the more senior older girls go first. Jean (Grey, a.k.a. Phoenix) and Ororo (Munroe, a.k.a. Storm) were X-Men before I got here. They should get cut first, if Logan isn’t out to get me personally. Marie (last name undisclosed, a.k.a. Rogue), Betsy (Braddock, a.k.a. Psylocke), Alison (Blaire, a.k.a. Dazzler), and Emma (Frost, a.k.a. the White Queen) are older, but with less seniority; right now I would argue that age should count the most!”

“If Professor X wants to lump me into the New Mutants, Danielle (Moonstar, a.k.a. Mirage) should go first as she’s a year-and-a-half older than I am…and team co-leader. Amara (Aquilla, a.k.a. Magma) has me by nine months, which is enough for me to put her name selfishly before mine! According to what you’ve told us about your time in Limbo, you’re a few months younger than me, and Rahne (Sinclair, a.k.a. Wolfsbane) is nearly two years younger than I am, so I’m not hoping to screw either of you two by suggesting you get clipped before me. Crap! I’m being a crybaby, aren’t I?”

“A little bit! Look, Kitty, Stevie just entered the professor’s office to speak to Logan!”

“Miss Hunter, you’re early!” Illyana and I watch Wolverine gruffly declare. “Are you already out of ideas for how we can try to make Miss Pryde’s punishment as equitable as possible, considering the behavior, including past behavior, of the other girls living at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters?”

“The thing is, Logan, there’s nothing fair about Kitty’s proposed punishment!” I frown as I realize that Stevie has figured out what sort of consent forms my parents are signing. Logan seems to be surprised at Stevie’s intuitiveness as well.

“Life isn’t fair, Miss Hunter, and Miss Pryde’s disciplinary punishment has already been decided…by her parents…although I think that we both know Moira was going to insist that I have the girl circumcised for her transgressions. I just have the chore of seeing that it’s carried out. Therefore, the equitable question has to be addressed from the other direction; the punishment for embarrassing sexual indiscretions is female circumcision, so who has committed such indiscretions and therefore deserves punishment?”

“Cut the crap, Logan! I know you’re peeved at being stuck with this problem, but being overly formal isn’t going to help and is only going to empower Moira. We need Moira’s cooperation to achieve the answers you seek, AND to sway Professor Xavier to support any strategy we come up with to deal with the issue when he returns. However, we don’t need her Scottish sternness making things worse than they really are.”

“Fair point, well made, Stevie! You were saying?”

“There’s nothing fair about Kitty’s proposed punishment! Almost any girl who has ever lived at the X-Mansion has had a wild moment during her life which could qualify as a sexual indiscretion. They just didn’t have their escapades end up on the worldwide web…at least not at a time where the public-at-large paid attention. You said pretty close to the same thing to me in the den, Logan!”

“I did. We could probably use some examples of other girls’ wild moments that qualify as being similar to Pryde’s, Stevie.”

“I have a couple of examples ready for when Moira joins us via Zoom, Logan. I came in early because I wanted to address Kitty’s specific case in private with you. Here’s the thing! I recognize the club where Kitty was filmed last night. It’s Club STW, and it’s renowned for its high-class clientele; the cover charge the male members pay for one night is more than a lot of people make in a month. It’s also known that the girls whose escorts share them in the back room are generally very well treated and generally guaranteed to have a really good time.”

“Most any girl out there would enjoy being the center of attraction, and being desired by members of the opposite sex at such a high-class establishment. Including me! There was a time, not too many years ago, when I actually begged boyfriends to pony up the cover charge and share me in the back room of Club STW. It could have wrecked my dancing career, but I didn’t care. Unfortunately…and yes, I still think unfortunately…no one was willing to pay that much to watch me have one wickedly wild night…regardless of some embarrassing quid quo pro offers I made to the men to try to make that fantasy night happen. If I’d been successful, and someone stumbled across a webcast of me being shared with dozens of men on the internet, would I need to be circumcised to make punishment for my indiscretion equitable with Kitty’s?”

Wow! I’m flabbergasted, and I think Illyana is too. Who would have guessed Stevie used to be so…wild?

“Thank you very much, Stevie!” Wolverine says with obvious excitement. “That’s exactly the kind of examples I’m looking for…if you actually had had that fantasy night happen…and if it happening had been posted to the internet…and if that post had linked you to this school. IF all of those ifs had been fulfilled, yes, in view of the punishment we’re forcing upon Pryde, I WOULD be suggesting that we sign you up for a quick clitoridectomy. However, we’re not thought police…or we’d all be in big trouble. You’re on the right track though.”

“Ahhh…here is Doctor MacTaggert on Zoom now,” Logan proclaims as he looks up at the office’s wall-mounted big-screen monitor. “Moira, did Madrox have any luck figuring out who posted the anonymous email outing Kitty to her father?”

“We only know that the message was sent from Doug Ramsey’s laptop at about 3 a.m. last night, Logan. In fairness to the boy, he has roommates. And anyone else could have snuck into the room while they were sleeping. And we don’t actually know the computer was in his room with him.”

“So we can’t finger anyone specific,” Logan acknowledges with a shrug of his shoulders. “We’ll leave the issue of the email alone, unless recurrences warrant further investigation. Let’s stick with the main issue of the day. Given that Kitty’s punishment has already been decided by her parents, Moira, the discussion we’re having now is all about being fair…and equitable…when dealing with embarrassing sexual missteps. To do that, I think we need to look at any other indiscretions we are aware of, past and present, and decide how they should be or should have been dealt with. Additionally, we should consider any policies or procedures that could help avoid such situations occurring, altogether.”

“I concur, Logan,” Moira replies with a smug look on her face, her Scottish burr barely detectible in the English accent she acquired from her years at Oxford University, “although I must warn you that I agree with the discipline chosen by the trollop’s parents. Female circumcision is an underused tool in controlling the baser instincts of women…especially young women. Having given this situation some additional thought, I will not be surprised if I find myself recommending that we encourage some of Professor Xavier’s other female associates to undergo the procedure.”

“And I’ll not be surprised if I find myself concurring with your recommendations, Moira,” Logan declares to the face on the screen before flashing a wry smile at Stevie. As short-stuff continues, my face is red with anger again while Illyana giggles. “But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Perhaps we should address any other embarrassing sexual indiscretions by students, past as well as present, here at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. I think we need to expand the discussion to all X-Men, teachers, and other affiliated personnel, on campus and off.”

“All X-Men!” Stevie bursts out, obviously struggling not to laugh. “If we’re going to deal with the sexual escapades of our male colleagues and associates, we’re going to be at this for a good long time. I could critique YOUR past behavior, alone, for hours, Wolverine. Sorry! But it’s true!”

Now I’m giggling along with Illyana as we watch Logan shrug sheepishly.

“Aye! Stevie has a point, Logan,” Doctor MacTaggert proclaims with a grin on her face, before resuming a more serious countenance. “It isn’t the behavior of the male X-Men that we need to be worried about. Unfair and sexist as it may be, there is almost nothing…that isn’t illegal…that a man can do…in terms of sexual conduct…that the public will pay any long-lasting attention to. Additionally, men spreading their seed far and wide…outside of matrimony, and even through adultery…has been deemed more or less acceptable behavior in most cultures, both historical and present day. Finally, our men being sexually promiscuous does not impact the scientific breeding plans, designed to ensure the survival and eventual dominance of mutant kind on Earth, which Professor X and I have only just begun to implement. However, we do need to worry about the behavior of our female assets in all three of those respects…but especially the latter!”

“We have a scientific breeding plan?” Stevie asks with widened eyes.

“Aye, one has been formulated, but we’re only just beginning to implement it. It isn’t intended to become common knowledge.”

“But you’re already manipulating X-Men into participating in the breeding plan, Moira?” Wolverine queries gruffly with obvious distaste in his tone. “I’m guessing, following Mister Sinister’s blueprint, you’ve encouraged the pairing of Cyclops and Jean as part of this plan?”

“Aye, for one child, at least, Logan. We also paired Ororo with T’Challa, the Black Panther/King of Wakanda, hoping for one child…the heir to the throne. I don’t think it prudent to lay out any of the more preliminary plans at this time. I’ve mentioned this covert scientific breeding program simply to get our discussion of embarrassing sexual indiscretions affecting the X-Men and Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters started. I trust both of you will forget I mentioned it!”

Illyana and I look at each other with widened eyes. I wonder whose baby they think I’m going to have for them as part of that plan! Or is that multiple whose and multiple babies?

“Great!” Stevie interjects as Logan looks prepared to interrogate Moira further about the ‘breeding plan’, which no doubt involves him in some way. “I have some past behaviors of Jean’s to bring up, which are not all that dissimilar to the indiscretions we’re about to discipline Kitty for. I still insist we’re not being fair and equitable!”

“Which will be addressed at the end of our discussion, Miss Hunter,” Moira declares tersely. “I have some issues with Jean as well…not surprising as she is the female with the longest tenure at Xavier’s. However, let’s save Jean for last, and begin with Ororo, the female with the next longest tenure.”

“Call me Stevie, Moira, and yes I can keep your breeding plan confidential. I could see you were worrying about that. Let’s see! I know there are pictures of Ororo coupling with T’Challa when she was a young teen in Africa on the internet. There are also pictures of some of Storm’s trysts with Forge on the net, but no webcasts. I’m done!”

“I’ve got nothing, except it seems that most sources blame the failed marriage between the Black Panther and Storm on Ororo,” Logan interjects softly. “It’s said she was too headstrong to be a king’s wife.”

“Some of those pictures of Storm and Forge together, which Stevie mentioned, were taken and posted after the marriage but before the Black Panther had their marriage annulled,” Moira declares with obvious displeasure. “Obviously, this brought great embarrassment to Charles and myself, who as I mentioned were involved in the pairing of the two, as well as the nation of Wakanda. Also, Ororo WAS being unreasonable, causing the separation in the first place. Ororo was informed before the king proposed marriage that Wakanda is a nation with laws requiring all post-pubescent women to be circumcised. Storm was told that, as a bride ‘from beyond the kingdom’s borders’, body modification technicians would be made available to her the morning after the marriage to King T’Challa was consummated. After the wedding night, Ororo put off the womanhood ceremony for months, and then departed the kingdom. I’ll have more to say when we get to recommended courses of action!”

“Right, let’s move on to Shadowcat,” Wolverine says as he nods at Moira’s image on the flat-screen monitor. “Though by far the youngest X-Man, Kitty Pryde was the next girl to join. Obviously, Kitty has been a bit reckless compared to the older members of the X-Men, but I’m not aware of any moral indiscretions before last night. She dated Colossus for many months, but I don’t think the boy ever got her out of her clothes! Stevie?”

“Katherine’s been a bit mouthy sometimes, but I believe she’s always been a model for modest behavior for a girl of her age…and therefore a role model for the New Mutants. I’m going to insist we ask Professor Xavier to talk to her parents and convince them to destroy the signed ‘permission to circumcise’ forms when he returns to Earth.”

Illyana and I high five each other! Stevie is really sticking up for me!

“And, if you make that demand, Stevie,” Doctor MacTaggert calmly responds, “I’ll insist that Logan inform S.H.I.E.L.D. that Miss Pryde is unavailable for their training, and that he schedule the girl for her clitoridectomy next week before Professor X gets back. It is precisely because Katherine is a role model for the New Mutants that I think she must submit to her parent’s prudent choice of discipline. A more tractable Shadowcat with her baser instincts muted is the best outcome we can hope for in Miss Pryde’s case. I’m convinced that female circumcision, and the concomitant inability to achieve climax, at least clitoral climax, will put an end to her embarrassing sexual misadventures!”

Now, I’m fighting mad! Illyana is too! I think we’d both like to see that harridan in a gynecology chair with her legs spread before a castratrix!

“Easy, ladies,” Logan urges softly in his low gravelly voice. “There will be no final decisions made until Katherine has had a chance to defend herself. That said, Stevie, it’s likely that the girl IS gonna get her spy training, BUT that I’ll join Moira in recommending that Charlie doesn’t intercede with her parents on Kitty’s behalf. Let’s discuss Rogue.”

I pound the floor beside the stepping disk! I know Wolverine wants me sexually neutered, but I still think I’m just collateral damage in a larger plan he’s working to bring to fruition. I’m not going to stop trying to figure a way out of the jam I’m in!

“I’ll start with this one,” Moira announces, obviously pleased that Logan isn’t siding with Stevie on the issue of my declitting. “Marie is a major tease, and keeps Gambit extremely sexually frustrated…and herself as well, I think. She refuses intimacy with the Cajun because of her mutant power to absorb the abilities, memories, and life energy of anyone her skin touches. Rogue refuses to temporarily wear a metahuman power inhibitor collar when it would be beneficial to negate her power, making intimacy with Gambit…or other potential donors of genetic material…possible.”

“However, Rogue HAS submitted to the advances of the X-Men’s archenemy, Magneto…whose mutant power can block hers…on several occasions. The submissions seem to be non-consensual initially, but lead to what appears to be fully consensual intercourse. This is documented in photos from the Savage Land, and a webcast from Asteroid M. The liaisons with Magneto are troubling, and the existence of the sex tapes embarrassing, to the team and school.”

“My overall conclusion should be obvious. Rogue could really benefit from having her sexual frustration diminished, but she won’t avail herself to temporary technological solutions. This is making her feel unloved, and vulnerable to Magneto’s manipulation. I think female circumcision would drastically diminish Rogue’s sexual expectations, and thus her frustration, ending any influence Magneto might have. I’ll summarize again when we get to recommended courses of action!”

“Stevie, unless you have something to add about Rogue that Moira missed, let’s move on to Psylocke.”

“Elizabeth is a very quiet and private woman,” Stevie observes softly, obviously still flustered over Moira and Logan’s insistence that my ‘indiscretion’ deserves a life-altering form of discipline, but waiting to resume my defense later. “Mr. Worthington posted some topless pictures of Betsy taken at a nude beach in Europe, but I’m not sure she was aware that Warren had done so.”

“I’ve got nothing,” Moira admits. “I’ve not even mapped the girl’s DNA yet, since her sudden reincarnation as an Asian woman instead of an Englishwoman.”

“Psylocke does keep a low profile,” Logan agrees with Stevie. “The topless pics you saw were posted after she and Angel broke up. Since then, Betsy has been seeing a number of people, some of them girls. Braddock is bisexual. I think there are some nude pics of her and the clone named Cluster on the net, but out of costume and without her name attached. I’d say there’s nothing that reflects badly on the X-Men regarding Psylocke. Do you want to go first with Dazzler, Stevie?”

“I can, if you want, Logan,” Stevie replies, seemingly reluctantly. “There’s still a lot of fallout from ‘Dazzler, the Movie’ going bust when Miss Blaire was exposed as a mutant to the general public. Additionally, many people still remember Alison’s well-publicized romance with Roman Nekoboh, her much older co-actor, who was to be the director and a co-producer of the movie. The memories of the affair with Nekoboh are kept fresh by several short sex tapes that Roman has submitted to a variety of celebrity sex websites. There’s a handful of other photos of Alison partially nude taken at Hollywood parties on the worldwide web.”

“However, everything I’ve just mentioned date from before Alison joined the X-Men and was brought on as an instructor for a wide variety of courses here at Xavier’s. Since joining us, Miss Blair has been hard working, dedicated to her students, extremely well liked, and of exemplary behavior. I don’t think we can hold things that happened before someone came into our lives against them. Moira, if you’re going to recommend Dazzler for disciplinary action, then you’re probably going to want me scheduled for an appointment to be circumcised as well!”

“Now there’s an intriguing thought!” Moira snaps back with an ear-to-ear grin on her face. “Actually, Stevie has an excellent point, Logan. If we try to address Miss Blaire’s indiscretions, which occurred pre-association with the X-Men and Xavier’s, we’re going be in a sticky wicket with the next X-Girl, Emma Frost, the White Queen. I know all three of us protested when Charles took her on when she fell out with Sebastian Shaw at the Hellfire Club. We all know there is an embarrassing amount of trash featuring Frost on the internet, but the professor ignored us. He plans for Miss Frost and my Sean (Cassidy, a.k.a. Banshee) to be responsible for the next generation of students at Xavier’s. Where do you want to go with this, Logan?”

“I say we report that we have no issues with Dazzler, and that the White Queen hasn’t been with us long enough for us to provide a meaningful evaluation. Besides, Frost joined the X-Men because Professor X could get her access to the Avenger’s tissue regenerator after Shaw used a declitting tube on her against her will. And, although she acts like a harpy sometimes, her moral behavior has been laudable since her pleasure node was regenerated and she began teaching at Xavier’s. It would be cruel to recommend that her clitoris get put right back on the chopping block. We’re back to Jean. What were you going to lay out for us regarding ‘past behaviors of Jean’s’, Stevie?”

“I wanted to start with Jean, Logan,” Stevie replies softly with a look of consternation on her face, “because her case history, and the way it was dealt with, really exposes the way we’re proposing to deal with Kitty’s first and only indiscretion as being unfair and inequitable. However, it’s really difficult for me to say what I have to say…because I consider Jean a close friend…and because some of my examples of misbehavior are known to me only because Jean herself told me about them, assuming I would consider the information confidential.”

“We will keep what’s said here confidential, Stevie,” Logan proclaims softly in his most reassuring voice. “And that will go for the other girls too. When we send Professor X our recommendations…and justification for any disciplinary action that may have been taken before he returns from the Shi’ar empire throne-world…I’ll include only supporting evidence that’s already in the public domain. Say what you need to say, Stevie.”

“Well, Jean was the only girl in a houseful of teenage males, all of whom we’re under the supervision of a middle-aged bachelor, when Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters was first formed…and the X-Men were first assembled to battle evil mutants. This of course made Jean the center of attraction and the fantasy love interest for all of the males at the X-Mansion. Jean admits that she relished the attention. Jean also told me that she had private sexual relations with all of the male boys except Bobby (Drake, aka Iceman). She also told me during this period that she performed fellatio on the wheelchair-bound Professor Xavier on multiple occasions!”

Illyana and I look at each other with astonishment, and then grin at each other before our attention is pulled back to the scrying pool.

“Aye!” Moira interjects vociferously with displeasure on her face. “I found out about this myself at the time. I’ll not tell you how! I was very dismayed and angry with Charles…and livid with the girl. I tried very hard to get Miss Grey expelled from the school…there were fewer options available for me to recommend then. Being the sex smitten dog that all men are, Charles refused to hear of it. Sorry for the interruption, Miss Hunter. Please do continue.”

“Well, Jean disclosed to me that these sexual relations with the males at the X-Mansion had a downside…or did she say upside? I forget. Pretty soon the boys were blackmailing her during training exercises. If she didn’t perform well enough…and often she didn’t…she would have to have an orgy with the boys, now including Bobby. Jean showed me pictures of these activities…as well as some video clips…on the web…at ‘The Wizard’s Lair’, I think. She also showed me what she says is the first part of a full-blown webcast showing her apparently getting mind-controlled into having sex with all of the males, including the professor, at a public sex venue. Jean bragged that there was more to come.”

“Aye, there is!” Moira declares enthusiastically. “I received an anonymous email with a link to the not-yet-posted webcast just two weeks ago. The webcast shows that Jean was mind-controlled on a subsequent occasion…or supposedly so…and the boys put her in a hucow dairy facility. Charles and the X-Men milked the big-breasted hussy dry, and then discussed what to do to her next. The boys had fairly well convinced Charles to let them impregnate Jean, and then use an early model declitting tube on her, when the redheaded harlot suddenly was not ‘mind controlled’ any longer. Jean blackmailed all of the males into letting her semen milk them at a penis milking facility until their gonads couldn’t take it any longer, and they begged forgiveness. It was this anonymous email and its link to that webcast that got me researching the benefits of female circumcision!”

“In view of the circumstances, that was very fortunate, Moira,” Logan chirps good naturedly with a smirk on his face. “Would you like to add anything to what Stevie has told us regarding Jean’s behavioral issues and indiscretions?”

“I think we’ve already heard enough in that regard, Logan!” Moira pops back with a grin of satisfaction on her face. “Although, there’s certainly more to cover, like Jean’s overseeing orgies at the Hellfire Club as the Black Queen…although Jean might claim she was mind-controlled again…this time by Mastermind and the White Queen…despite her being, by then, taken over by the cosmic entity that is the Phoenix force. Actually, I believe the Phoenix force, which I’m sure we all agree is a danger to the universe itself, took over Jean partly to enjoy the excitement that Miss Grey’s sexual appetite brought to the table. One way to avoid another episode of Jean being possessed by the Phoenix force would be to permanently severely diminish her baser female needs…meaning her sexual appetite. I’ll have more to say when we get to recommended courses of action! But first, let’s hear what you have to say about Miss Grey, Logan.”

“Jeanie is certainly a cock tease, whether she knows it or not!” Logan spouts back. “I’ll freely admit that my opinion is colored by jealousy over the fact that she seems to be settling on pairing with Scott (Summers, a.k.a. Cyclops). I’ll also admit that I’m glad that her schoolmates didn’t declit her at that hucow dairy you talked about, Moira. I’d do almost anything to be the one to earn the honor of escorting Jeanie to the severe body modification technician to get her sex life rooted out of her down the road, instead of the original X-Men back then. Don’t either of you ever tell Jeanie that I’m having that fantasy!”

“Ahah!” I chortle to Illyana as we stare through the stepping disk into Limbo and the scrying pool focused on Professor X’s office. “So that’s why everyone was talking about all of the big-breasted redheads Logan has been hauling to Doctor Cummings, the castratrix. It’s not just lesbians the Wolverine is peeved at. I wonder if April, the girl who posted my ‘indiscretions’ last night on the internet knows that she’s feeding Logan’s Jean Grey fantasies. Listen, Illyana. I don’t think I can avoid getting cut in the near future, but I’m coming up with a plan to delay it, and to see that I’ll have the company of other colleagues feeling sorry for themselves. Do I need to lay it out for you?” I giggle as Illyana smirks and shakes her head. She’s got me figured out!

“Well, it’s pretty clear where we’re headed, Logan,” Stevie says softly as she shrugs her shoulders. “Do we want Moira’s recommendations regarding the X-Girls now? Or do we deal with the New Mutants first?”

“The kids are pretty new to the school, and we keep a tight enough reign on them that there’s likely not a lot of embarrassing stuff on the internet about them,” Logan replies tersely, before emphatically adding. “However, I’ve heard rumors that we do have a problem with unnatural illicit sexual practices…among some of the girls at least. I’ve smelled evidence supporting those rumors, too. You interact with the New Mutants on a regular basis, Stevie. Why don’t you summarize what we think we know about the girls? Do we have a lesbian problem?”

“Many people wouldn’t agree that lesbianism is a problem, rather than just a sexual preference choice, Logan,” Stevie replies calmly back.

“Well, I’m not one of those people, and neither is Charlie!” Logan spits back.

“Nor am I one to condone lesbianism, Stevie,” Moira interjects carefully. “Especially if the sexual tendency goes beyond simple experimentation, to the point where the individual excludes relationships with the opposite sex. God’s purpose for sexual relationships is procreation not recreation. And two girls can’t breed. And we definitely need all mutant girls to breed…preferable with mutant males with favorable genetic characteristics. Logan, I think Charles would take more my view than yours, although you may think the difference subtle. However, I dislike relying on rumors…and your nose…if we’re to discuss such a delicate subject. Go ahead and tell us what you believe, Miss Hunter.”

“Very well, Moira, but you’re not going to like what I have to say,” Stevie replies in an uncertain tone. “However, to be clear, I’m pretty sure of what I’m about to say. I have ears, and I’ve had conversations with everyone involved.”

“It doesn’t really matter whether I like what you tell us, Stevie,” Moira admits as her image on the wall monitor shows her shrugging her shoulders. “I’ll trust what you tell me, but I’ll insist we come up with a way to gain evidence supporting any recommendations we need to make based on what you tell us. Do go ahead with your summary, beginning with the oldest female New Mutant, Danielle Moonstar, Miss Hunter.”

“Very well, Doctor MacTaggert!” Stevie replies gruffly back, “Dani, codename Mirage, the co-leader of the New Mutants, is the alpha female and a full-blown lesbian. She doesn’t like being touched by boys, even by her male friends, and she bitterly chastises them if they try to hug her. Her disciple is Rahne, who is a bit more receptive to male attention, so long as there are no sexual overtones. I’ve had reports of Danielle approaching the other girls for sex; at least one of them has been receptive to Dani’s overtures. Danielle frequently arranges for the New Mutants to have ‘pajama parties’, which is why her sexual preferences are known. I don’t know what the boys are doing while at least some of the girls are rather publically having trysts.”

“Amara Aquilla, codename Magma, as you know, was raised in the Amazon basin of South America in the hidden city of Nova Roma. As you also know, Nova Roma has an ancient Roman culture with concomitant technology. Girls of Amara’s age are considered adults in that culture, where orgies are a frequent form of entertainment. Therefore, Amara has extensive sexual experience, although she exhibits modest behavior most of the time. The orgies sometimes involve girls being with girls, so Miss Aquilla is flexible in this regard, but I don’t think bi-sexual let alone lesbian. Amara is the other girl I’m aware of being sometimes receptive to Moonstar’s overtures.

Illyana Rasputin, codename Magik, Colossus’s sister, was a mere toddler when she disappeared into Limbo a year or so ago, and, although still a young child by calendar years since birth, she now appears to be only a little younger than Kitty Pryde. Evidently, time passes faster in Limbo. We can assume that the demon Belasco sexually abused Illyana from almost the beginning of her time in Limbo. Illyana is very modest and chaste on Earth following her return, but it is said that in Limbo, where having defeated Belasco she is nearly omnipotent, she is openly omnisexual and rather promiscuous. I don’t think she’s succumbed to Dani’s advances. I strongly recommend not trying to get supporting evidence for what I’ve just told you; Illyana could be the most dangerous individual on Xavier’s campus!”

I grin at Illyanna as she frowns into the stepping disk. I think my roommate hasn’t liked what she’s heard, except probably Stevie’s recommendation at the end.

“Finally there’s Rahne, codename Wolfsbane, a troubled soul, as you know, Moira, do to abuse, presumably mostly verbal, by her foster father, Reverend Craig. The girl’s self image has been slowly improving since you made Rahne your ward, Moira! Rahne is very kind-hearted but still terribly under-confident. She’s a follower! Neither Dani nor Sam can do any wrong in her eyes. Other than the ongoing affair with Moonstar, I’m aware of a romance in Asgard with some sort of wolf prince demigod, but I doubt it was consummated. I’m done!”

“A very thorough and well presented summary, Stevie.” Wolverine declares with a grin on his face. “Any thoughts about indiscretions by female staff members? That would be you, Sharon, our school nurse, and Moira.”

“Sharon exhibits model behavior and isn’t likely to have any sexual indiscretions. Sharon was circumcised by the Scarlet Witch at the ‘Wicked Wanda’s Body Modification Clinic’ four months ago when Mr. Corsi decided to become a eunuch. I only wish I had sexual misconduct to report for myself. I’ve never come across any risky pictures of myself on the internet. However, as I admitted to you in private, Logan, if wishes came true and fantasies became reality, I’d deserve the same discipline as we are discussing forcing on Kitty Pryde! I’ll let Moira dish any dirt she has on herself.”

“Achh!” Moira begins with a smirk on her face, “I suppose I must. You’d both be aware that I was married before to a politician whose surname I still bare, that I was lovers with Professor Xavier before said marriage, and that I’m seeing Sean Cassidy now. There have been a few risky photos taken of me in the day, but never have I seen one on the internet. Certainly, there have been no sex tapes of me, although I assure you I’m not too old to enjoy a good tumble in the barn.”

“Very well, Moira,” Logan replies with a look of relief on his face. “Let’s hear the recommendations you indicated you have for several individuals, based on past sexual indiscretions. No need to justify the recommendations now. We’ll have plenty of time to do that in writing before the professor gets back. Oh! Additionally, if you have an overall recommendation that will help us minimize future sexual indiscretions, let’s hear it. I assure you I have such a recommendation…probably the same one as you might come up with…and it would be better if it first came from a female with medical expertise. Then we’ll get Kitty down here and finalize her situation.”

“Aye, Logan, very well!” Moira sighs as if she’s been given a troublesome chore, but while she’s wearing a smug look on her face. “This time I’ll begin with Jean Grey. She has committed embarrassing past indiscretions similar to Kitty Pryde’s, and having her baser carnal instincts muted and her sexual appetite diminished would discourage future episodes of Jean being possessed by the Phoenix force. I therefore recommend having Jean undergo consensual female circumcision at the first opportunity. Such an opportunity could be manufactured by convincing Cyclops to insist upon such a procedure upon consummation of their wedding vows, should we convince Scott to finally propose.”

“With respect to Ororo,” Moira continues with a wry grin on her face. “The woman has proven to be too headstrong for her own good, and shown very poor taste by committing adultery and allowing that transgression to be publically recorded, embarrassing this institution as well as the kingdom of Wakanda. Female circumcision would make Storm more tractable, and likely end her embarrassing sexual liaisons with Forge. As a fallback, I recommend we encourage Ororo to undergo consensual female circumcision here in America. But we should not approach her about this right away. Instead, I suggest we send Storm to Wakanda as part of a formal X-Men delegation…to apologize to the King, but Charles will come up with a better excuse for the visit. Wakandan law will demand that Ororo’s clitoris be extracted immediately, given that the marriage night has already been consummated, qualifying as a consensual circumcision under Avenger’s policy. Perhaps, the crucial organ having been extirpated and the embarrassing behavioral gaff apologized for, T’Challa will choose to resume the marriage, resulting in the heir to the throne that he and we desire.”

“With respect to Marie, female circumcision would mute her desire for sex and her feeling of being unloved, without negatively impacting any future breeding potential. Ending her ability to achieve sexual climax will likely end HER sexual frustration, and reduce Gambit’s as well. Rogue would also likely be better equipped to resist Magneto’s attempts at sex-related manipulation. Rogue should be approached by her closest friends on the team, after she has seen that female circumcision has had little negative impact on Jean and Ororo, and encouraged to visit the ‘Wicked Wanda Body Modification Clinic’ to get a clitoridectomy. Presuming that Miss Pryde, a much younger girl, has had her disciplinary punishment carried out by then to put an end to Shadowcat’s sexual misconduct, I doubt Rogue, the bold southern belle, would embarrass herself by trying to avoid complying with her friends’ recommendations.”

“I formally conclude that making all of the other X-Girls more tractable, and greatly diminishing their sexual appetites, which periodically has resulted in embarrassing or potentially embarrassing indiscretions for the X-Men and Xavier’s school, by having them embrace consensual clitoridectomies, would be prudent. Professor Xavier himself should be seen to have unwavering support for consensual female circumcision, and offer to pay the costs for the procedure. I have emphasized the need for the procedures to be consensual PRIMARILY to avoid petitions to the Avengers requesting they use their alien tissue regenerator to undo the clitoridectomies after the fact. I’ll flesh this out better in the few weeks we have before the professor and the rest of the X-Men get back from their deep-space trip.”

“Very well, Doctor MacTaggert,” Logan responds with a shit-eating grin on his face, obviously happy with what he has heard. “I’ve got three more reasons for female circumcision to be standard practice, Moira. If you agree, add them to your write-up. They are:

(1) Our enemies, based on what has happened to other superheroines, are going to be using readily available devices, like declitting tubes, on our female assets to hurt the girls AND to make their male teammates feel responsible for that hurting; a viable option is to take preemptive action to prevent the girls from having their bodies involuntarily altered.

(2) In many countries of the world where the X-Men have interests, like Wakanda, or are likely to be battling evil mutants or mutant-hating baseline humans, like Genosha, circumcision of post-pubescent females is legally mandatory. Hiding or helping to hide a girl’s uncircumcised status in these countries is a felony. We shouldn’t add to the X-Men’s image of being an outlaw organization. Circumcising our female assets makes this a moot concern.

(3) Female circumcision helps us deal with any of our female members’ unhealthy, unproductive, and/or illicit sexual behavior before it occurs. Encouraging our female members to undergo consensual clitoridectomies helps us avoid sensitive social issues, specifically lesbianism, without making the organization look insensitive to LGBTQ issues. Charlie doesn’t like lesbian behavior any more than I do, but he has to be a lot more politically correct about it. This also helps keep all of our female assets available for those breeding program concerns we’re not going to talk about until Chuck is ready to. Do you have anything else to add, Stevie?”

“I have two suggestions, Logan,” Stevie answers softly with an introspective look on her face. “First, I think we should have Charles offer to pay for consensual circumcisions for all female Xavier’s associates, on campus or off campus, not just the X-Girls. This should be retroactive for a short period of time so that Sharon’s clitoridectomy is covered. Obviously, he’s also going to need to pay the severe body modification costs for any female circumcisions which are required as part of disciplinary actions, such as you’re currently proposing for Kitty, and presumably could be recommended for one or more of the New Mutant girls in the near future. I noticed that Doctor MacTaggert hasn’t made any recommendations for those girls yet. Or does that final, all encompassing, recommendation, which Logan added his three points to, cover the New Mutants too, Moira?”

“In general, yes,” Moira agrees reluctantly. “We need to be careful here. The members of the younger team should be informed of the benefits of female circumcision, but they must not be coerced into embracing it…at least until they come of age and can sign their own consent forms.”

“Actually,” Logan interjects tersely, “in view of the cases of sexual misconduct Stevie reported, we need to be ready to convince the New Mutant girls’ guardians to sanction the all encompassing recommendation, and if necessary rub the cases of sexual misconduct in the guardians’ faces.”

“Alleged sexual misconduct!” Moira’s visage on the monitor spits angrily back.

“I’ve got a plan to collect the information we need to verify the allegations to your satisfaction, Moira,” Logan replies calmly back. “I’ll lay that plan out as soon as I get Pryde down here! As I was saying, we need to be prepared to convince the New Mutant girls’ guardians to embrace the all encompassing recommendation you are going to flesh out, Moira. Fortunately, Professor Xavier is the legal acting guardian for Danielle Moonstar and Amara Aquilla. Also fortunately, you are the legal acting guardian for Rahne Sinclair. That just leaves Illyana Rasputin. Frankly, given the lesbian problem, I think that the New Mutant girls, along with Kitty Pryde, may be the ones getting the new…as someone put it to me… X-Girl ritual…installed as mutant society canon. You’re not having second thoughts about this are you, Moira?”

“Perhaps,” Doctor MacTaggert admits with a frown on her face. “However, if you demonstrate that Miss Moonstar has indeed corrupted my Rahne, I’ll be seeing things your way, Logan. In that case, I would recommend we have the Moonstar girl immediately circumcised. And yes, I admit to seeing an additional benefit to female circumcision; saving my foster child’s soul! If shown to be complacent in the illicit sexual affair, rather than a coerced victim, I would see my Rahne undergo disciplinary treatment as well. You had a second suggestion, Stevie, that you were about to give us before I rudely interrupted you.”

“Actually, you were just answering my question, Moira” Stevie clarifies softly. “But you also said something along the same lines as my second recommendation. We should expand our sex education classes to include a number of lectures on male and female circumcision, but focusing on female circumcision, naturally. We should cover the development of the practice, especially in Egypt, clarifying that it evolved as a societal custom to benefit both genders, not something meant to harm women. We should go over the pros and cons of the circumcision of both genders, but again, naturally, we will end up focusing primarily on female circumcision. We should address past and current prevalence of the practice, to convey that it is a normal part of a girl’s life in many parts of the world. I can teach a module to cover this.”

“Aye!” Moira interjects with obvious enthusiasm. “We can also use the circumcision coursework module to convey the fact that the practice of female circumcision is not new to modern western society. I can send you some material documenting that, in the early to mid 1900s…especially in the mid-1940s to as late as the early 1960s…many doctors in North America and Western Europe performed clitoridectomies on an unknown percentage of girls…usually at their parents request…to combat excessive masturbation. During this same period, clitoridectomies were performed on an unknown percentage of female convicts to combat lesbianism in prisons. We should also present information, including diagrams, on exactly what a clitoridectomy entails. Perhaps I can cover that…or the school nurse, Sharon Friedlander…if you are uncomfortable doing it, Stevie.”

“No, I can handle it, Moira,” Stevie pops back with more than a little consternation on her face. “I’m the one that’s being paid to teach rather than treat students, and you’re a researcher with better things to do. Send me the documentation and diagrams, and some notes as to how they might be used, and I’ll flesh out the coursework module and send it to both you and the professor for approval.”

“Great!” Logan interjects before Moira can reply. “In that case, I think we can now send for Kitty, and give her a chance to justify her behavior, before we confirm that I’m going to honor her parents request and escort her to Doctor Cummings’ office so that she can undergo female circumcision. Would you fetch the girl, Stevie?”

Chapter 13. Kitty Pryde: Punishment Unveiled

“Step through the stepping disk, Kitty!”

“No, Illyana, we can’t run from this! My parents have signed my female circumcision consent forms by now, and Logan and Moira seem to be determined to see me get fixed.”

“We’re not running away, dummy! We’re going to them to take the initiative. I wouldn’t think of denying you the pleasure of feeling your clitty getting stretched out of its cavity and the glow of that really juicy final climax before your pleasure button gets beheaded, which you’ve been fantasizing about ever since Banshee gave us the ‘Invisible Woman Get’s Clipped’ webcast. I just want to make sure that you…and therefore I…can hold your head high after all is said and done. Go!”

“I hate your guts, Illyana Rasputin!” I hiss back as I hop into the round shimmering inter-dimensional portal. Suddenly, I’m in Limbo! You can always tell by the sulfurous smell, the eerie red glow all around instead of a sky, and the perimeter lined with glowing demon’s eyes. The scrying pool we were looking at from our room in the X-Mansion is a few steps away. It seems like several minutes pass before Illyana steps out of the shimmering teleport disk; time passes much faster on Limbo than Earth. Magik’s left arm and shoulder have been transformed to an armor-like silver-colored organic metal now that she’s in Limbo.

“But, yes, I still love you, roomie,” I say softly with a sheepish shrug as Illyana flashes a questioning look at me as the stepping disk shrinks and then vanishes.

“I took that for granted, Pryde,” the all-powerful Magik, now that we’re in the domain she rules over as sorceress supreme, says softly back. “Keep a lookout for any demons stupid enough to challenge me as I use the scrying pool. Now that we’re in Limbo, I have much more control over it. I can see anywhere any when.”

“Okay, I’ve got some dirt that should help your cause,” Illyana announces a few handfuls of minutes later, although it seems like hours have passed. “In case you were wondering, Ramsey was the one that sent the anonymous email to your father sealing your fate, not Logan. Doug did it at the insistence of Moonstar, so don’t feel guilty for trying to get her cut before you. I’ll make you hear most of the other fun facts at the same time as your tribunal panel, or, for a few, after we’re back in our room.”

With a simple gesture, Magik creates another stepping disk. I hop into it, and suddenly I’m standing outside the closed door to Professor X’s office. Illyana suddenly appears beside me a split-second later, the armor now gone, just as the door opens. It’s Stevie!

“Oh, Kitty, I was just coming to get you!”

“I thought you might be about ready for me, so I was just about to knock on the door. I want Illyana with me as a sort of impartial observer or independent witness or whatever.”

“I suppose that would be okay,” Stevie replies, seeming awfully unsure of herself.

“No!” comes from the wall monitor across from the desk Logan is sitting at. As we walk into the room, leaving Stevie to close the door, Moira continues with, “There will be confidential matters discussed with Miss Pryde. Miss Rasputin must go, Logan.”

“Don’t be unreasonable, Doctor MacTaggert,” Illyana calmly interjects. “If you want, I can snap my fingers and we can all be together in a cozier environment where I can be the one making demands. Besides, I think you’re going to want my testimony regarding issues peripheral to Kitty’s case.”

As an angry Moira opens her mouth to reply, Logan declares, “I agree with Stevie that having Illyana witness the inquiry into her friend’s questionable behavior might be a good thing, Doctor MacTaggert. Besides, Rasputin may be the only female New Mutant we can ask to testify about the concerns some of the students informed Miss Hunter about. In fact, I suggest we discuss those concerns first, given the discussion may impact the timing of Miss Pryde’s disciplinary punishment, although it will not impact the outcome of the inquiry. I say the latter, Miss Pryde, because your parents have signed certain forms relevant to the punishment they see as fitting for your misbehavior last night, and those forms are being flown here as we speak. Therefore I’m sure you wouldn’t mind delaying your opportunity to justify your behavior, or the opportunity to blame what took place last night on someone else?”

“Don’t worry, Logan, I’m not going to blame everything on the S.H.I.E.L.D. talent scout. I made an agreement that, in hindsight, makes everything that happened last night consensual. To some extent, I suppose that also applies to everything that happens because of what I did last night. Not that there aren’t a few folks I wouldn’t mind getting even with for throwing me under the bus. What do you have to ask Illyana, and perhaps me, about? You mentioned concerns some students have brought to Stevie?”

“Aye, well if you insist, Logan,” Moira sighs with frustration. “Young ladies, there have been rumors of indiscretions among the New Mutants. What can you tell us about loose morals and indecent behavior among the younger students?”

“I would say that all of them are rude and crude more often than I’d like, except maybe Amara and Rahne,” I reply in a too sweet tone. The ‘tribunal panel’ is never going to guess from what I say that we eavesdropped on their previous conversation. “But that’s par for the course with kids, from my experience, which is why I’m glad I’m an X-Man instead of an X-Baby. But they’re all good kids when you look past that unpleasant behavior.”

“Hey, Pryde, you didn’t put my name on that short list of people that maybe don’t exhibit rude and crude behavior more often than you like!” Illyana spits back with mock irritation, having picked up on my tactic.

“I don’t want to ruin my credibility right off the bat, Rasputin. After all, you were just rude and crude with Doctor MacTaggert!”

“I was asking about behavior related to sexual conduct, girls!” Moira growls.

“Hey! I was a virgin until last night. Despite having had a few indecent fantasies about Illyana’s brother. What would I know?”

“What happens in Limbo stays in Limbo! I’m still a virgin! You sure you’re asking the right girls, Doctor MacTaggert?”

“So you’re saying that the New Mutants do not have what has been referred to as ‘pajama parties’, Miss Rasputin?” Moira asks with frustration filling her face.

“Oh, those!” Illyana replies with a look of mock embarrassment on her face. “Yeah, we get together fairly frequently…most of the time for cheap pizza and popcorn. You’ve joined us a couple of times haven’t you, Pryde?”

“Several times, but I usually say no, Rasputin. And when I do accept the invitation, I make sure the entertainment is going to be a good movie instead of…. Well, never mind. But, I agree, the popcorn is better than the pizza.”

“What goes on at these ‘pajama parties’ when it’s not ‘most of the time’, girls?” Moira growls, her frustration growing.

“Katherine, you and Illyana need to stop covering for your friends,” Logan interjects as he chuckles. “This line of questioning has direct implications on how soon you will be forced to undergo the disciplinary punishment for your indiscretions last night, Miss Pryde. Is there sex going on at these pajama parties, what is the nature of that sex, and who is participating. Address Doctor MacTaggert’s concerns, Katherine!”

“You mean that our answers to questions that might embarrass our friends may affect the timing of my punishment…if you still think I deserve the punishment…AFTER I’ve been given a chance to justify my behavior last night, right Logan? Or has judgment already been passed?”

“Yes, you’ll be given a chance to defend yourself, Kitty,” Stevie cuts in.

“Actually, I think it would be better to admit that Miss Pryde’s parents have already decided to punish her….” Logan begins.

“But if I defend my behavior well enough, the professor could intervene for me, right?”

“Having seen the filthy webcast myself,” Moira jumps into the discussion, “I wouldn’t expect that anything Charles could say would change your parents’ minds. And, frankly, I will advise the professor to stay out of the matter. I believe Logan feels the same. The seeds have been sown. Accept the bitter harvest, girl!”

“Unfortunately, I think Doctor MacTaggert is giving you sage advice, Katherine,” Logan declares as he shrugs his shoulders. “Please tell us what you know about the New Mutants so that we can prioritize the order of any other needed disciplinary actions relative to yours.”

“But Wolverine! Please remember that:

(1) I was with a S.H.I.E.L.D. recruiting agent, going by the name of Patch, at the sex club last night, so obviously I can’t be expected to know what my friend and teammate Logan is thinking about all of this,

(2) the recruiting agent drove me home to the X-Mansion’s gate, and that I walked myself the rest of the way home while you, Logan, were at your favorite bar, Harry’s Hideaway, and

(3) I’ve heard some talk about permission forms that has me scared out of my wits, but there is no reason for you and Moira to have this expectation that I know what sort of disciplinary action you are threatening me with.”

“Is it reasonable to think that I would throw someone else under the bus just to delay an unknown punishment? Look, just tell me how long I’m going to be grounded for…for my bad luck of being filmed doing some of the same things that all of the other female X-Men have done. Then I’ll decide if I’m willing to dish dirt on someone else's poor decisions.”

“Damn, darling! You’re going to make a great auxiliary S.H.I.E.L.D. agent!”

“Grounded?” Moira spits out with a sour look on her face. “You think you’re going to be grounded, silly girl?”

“I think that Kitty suspects the worst and was being facetious there at the end, Moira,” Stevie interjects with a despondent look on her face. “You’d best spell out what Kitty is facing…IF she can’t convince you to join me in trying to get the professor to intervene, Logan.”

“Okay, Stevie,” Logan grumbles in a tone that I think is just barely covering up his jubilation, “I’ll tell her what’s going to happen to her. But I think we should stop building up her hope that she might be able to avoid it. You don’t really think you can defend your actions any better than you did in the den, do you, darling?”

“Probably not, unless I try to claim someone took advantage of me and is using me to achieve their own agenda, Logan,” I admit knowing that defeat is beginning to show on my face. “But, I’m not going to do that. Spell it out, Wolverine! Then, if it’s going to be the ‘first worst case scenario’ in terms of outcomes for what I did last night, you can be sure that I’ll dish dirt as needed and contribute to that ‘prioritization of disciplinary actions relative to mine’ that you’re worried about. However, if I do that, I’ll expect you to see to it that I no longer have to worry about the ‘second worst case scenario’ for last night’s outcome.”

Wolverine needs to understand that, if I’m going to get clipped no matter what, I don’t want it to happen while there is a fetus growing inside me!

“I always have your best interests in mind, sweetheart,” Logan replies while fighting the shit-eating grin that’s trying to form on his face. “I’m sorry, darling, but after seeing the webcast of you being shared with both men and women at that sex club last night, your parents have decided that you should be circumcised to reduce your sex drive. I’m to see to your declitting.”

There it is! My worst fears confirmed! I can’t fight the tears any longer! To my credit, I only sob once before I begin fighting to regain my composure as tears stream down my cheeks.

“Sorry, darling, but the best lessons in life are learned the hard way. Frankly, this panel, two-thirds of it anyway, concurs with your parent’s decision. However, Miss Hunter felt it wouldn’t be fair and equitable for us to proceed with your disciplinary punishment if other girls weren’t punished for similar transgressions. We’re trying to finalize recommendations for who those other girls are, and then prioritize the order of punishment. You can help us out, can’t you?”

“While Logan has exaggerated, if not put words in my mouth, several times now, Kitty,” Stevie interjects with tears forming in her own eyes, “I think I’ve come to the realization that female circumcision WILL be beneficial to most…if not all…of the X-Girls and female New Mutants. And, yes, I am including you when I say that. I know this is a bitter pill to swallow right now, sweetie, but you have to remember that millions of girls live happy lives post-circumcision all around the world, and that this has been the case for almost four millennia.”

I wipe the tears from my face as Stevie, while attempting to flash a reassuring smile at me, continues with, “If Professor X approves of the recommendations of this ad hoc panel Logan formed, which will be submitted to him when he gets back, I’m going to be putting together a coursework module to help girls in our burgeoning mutant society embrace the practice of female circumcision. A practice which Logan, Moira, and I see as becoming an integral part of our culture…and , yes, I include myself in that society, even though I’m not a mutant. Once your circumcision has been scheduled, Kitty, let’s talk and try to lessen your apprehension about the minor alteration to your body before we send you to the body modification technician for treatment.”

“But in the meantime, darling,” Logan interjects as I’m trying to decide whether to hug Stevie or berate her, “we need to know whether there is any inappropriate behavior taking place at the New Mutants’ ‘pajama parties’. This is where you get to provide input on, if ‘this is going to be an X-Girl ritual, which ‘girls should go first’. We have our own ideas, which might be darn close to what you might have been thinking, pumpkin, but we’re short on the proof we need to put a girl or two supposedly engaging in illicit/aberrant sexual behavior at the front of the priority list for disciplinary treatment.”

“I’m an X-Man, like you, Logan, so if you’re set on declitting your female teammates, I say the only criteria you need is age. There isn’t a girl among them…among us, now…that hasn’t had wild sexual adventures. I’m the youngest! I should go last!”

“Aye, Miss Pryde, you’ve reasoned properly…mostly,” Moira acknowledges with a smirk from the wall monitor. “Our priority list will reflect your thoughts on the matter for most of the X-Girls. However, you are still of an age where what happens to you is your parents’ decision, as is the case with the New Mutants and their guardians. I know you hate to be grouped with the novice team, but circumstances dictate that, in this case, the priority of your circumcision must be ranked with proposed treatments for the New Mutant girls. In order to prioritize which of you younger girls undergo treatment first…likely before any of the older girls can be convinced to embrace female circumcision…we need to know about any nasty sex going on at the ‘pajama parties’. Without this information, you’ll most definitely go first, Miss Pryde…within days of your S.H.I.E.L.D. training’s completion. After all, it is your participation in an orgy that made this discussion necessary!”

“You fucking bitc….” I begin, finally pissed enough to stop feeling sorry for myself and put an end to my crying.

“KITTY!” Stevie screams, cutting me off.

“I’m sorry, Stevie! But it is my sex life…which I’ve barely begun to explore…that she’s talking about exterminating. Never mind. I don’t know much. But I’ll tell you what I know if I get to formally tell you who should get cut first!”

“We’ll listen, Katherine,” Logan replies. “If what you have to say affects the recommendations sent to Professor Xavier, we’ll make sure the other girls will never find out about it. That work for you?”

“Fine! Dani Moonstar has approached me a half dozen times about having a girl-on-girl fling with her. She’s not shy about insisting that lesbian love is the best. I’ve been to pajama parties where it became obvious that Dani and Rahne, and sometimes Amara, LOOKED like they were about to get it on. I skated when that started happening. Like I said, I don’t KNOW much. However, now that that webcast showing my ‘indiscretions’ has been posted, I do KNOW Dani is going to approach me again and again about having sex with her. That really blows because I can no longer use the excuse that I’m not comfortable having that kind of relationship with girls.”

“That might be useful, Pryde!” Logan spouts off, again doing a poor job of hiding the grin that’s close to forming on his face. “I’ll explain momentarily. What do you know, Rasputin?”

“Lots!” Illyana pops back. “My scrying pool lets me see anywhere and any when, and I can use recording technology in Limbo if I need to. For now, I’ll play nice and keep the dirt I dish restricted to my teammates, the New Mutants. I’ve been approached by Moonstar about having lesbian sex, too. I said, hell yes! But only if we do it in Limbo. She passed!”

“As for the pajama parties that became more than just pizza, popcorn, and a movie,” Illyana continues with an ear-to-ear grin on her face. “I stayed after Kitty scampered. Lesbian sex between Dani and Rahne did become the entertainment then, as my roomie expected it would. Sometimes Amara joined the lesbian fun, but sometimes she joined me in masturbating the boys while they watched the lesbian show. Sometimes, if Amara was part of the lesbian entertainment, Doug would masturbate the boy I wasn’t jerking off. I see you’re more than a little shocked, Moira. I wasn’t! Moonstar’s current crusade is to sissify Doug…make him wear a penis cage, dress him in girl’s clothes, and put lots of makeup on him…and turn the always horny Sam and Roberto loose on him. Good enough?”

“Scandalous testimony, Miss Rasputin!” Moira, frowning on the monitor, hisses angrily.

“But true! Here, let me pop us into Limbo so that you can see for yourself, Doctor MacTaggert.”

“I’m not sure Moira would trust what she sees in your scrying pool, Illyana,” I interject softly. “Some people believe only what they want to believe, and can never see the truth when it isn’t convenient for their own private worldview.”

“I have a proposition to solve this conundrum, Katherine,” Logan chortles loudly as he winks at me, before flashing a sheepish grin at Moira. “A proposition that should put the spy skills you’re about to gain to good use…documenting any illicit or inappropriate sexual behavior within the New Mutants at one of these pajama parties.”

“If it delays my female castration, I’m listening, Logan.”

“Where do the pajama parties take place?”

“Down at the boathouse next to the pond,” Illyana interjects before I can answer. “Nobody ever goes there these days except us students, so we can have all the privacy we want. The teachers never intrude!”

“Illyana is right, Logan,” Stevie jumps in. “The professor says the students need their own private place, and we don’t have security monitors inside the boathouse.”

“That’s going to change!” Logan replies with a smirk on his face. “I’m going to have Forge pay the boathouse a sneaky visit and install his high-tech cameras and microphones. Then, when Pryde gets back from the S.H.I.E.L.D. training, Rasputin is going to claim to Moonstar that Kitty has learned even more lesbian sex tricks than she learned at the sex club last night, and is just dying to show them off. Moonstar will invite you to the next pajama party, Pryde, and no doubt make it clear that there ain’t gonna be no movie involved. You’re to say, ‘Hell yes! Sounds like fun!’, and then tip me off it’s gonna happen. I’ll hit record, just to be safe, but I’ll see to it that Professor Xavier and I crash the party right in the middle of the lesbian love fest. That work for you, Moira?”

“It will, Logan,” Moira replies sounding disappointed in, rather than thrilled, about Logan’s plan. “I’m sure that finding the girls engaged in a lesbian orgy, and the boys abusing themselves as they watch, will force Charles to take the appropriate action to make sure it can never happen again. I know you’re worried about me warning my foster daughter, Logan. I promise I won’t. If your plan proves the worst to be true, a tiny bit of flesh to be lost is worth the saving of a soul!”

“And we’ll all make sure the professor understands that Kitty and Illyana’s presence at the pajama party, and their participation in the naughty behavior was part of your plan, right, Logan?” Stevie interjects with concern on her face. “We need Professor Xavier to know that these two girls do not normally participate in Dani’s wild escapades. I don’t think Kitty needs additional troubling behavior rubbed in the professor’s face.”

“Thanks for your concern, Stevie,” I say in a cracking voice, “but I’m pretty sure they can only declit me once! I’ll do it, Logan. I’ll turn snitch and traitor, but only if you promise that my becoming a turncoat with my friends drops me several girls down on the priority list for who has to get circumcised first. I insist that Dani Moonstar gets cut before me, and suggest that Amara should too…because she’s older than me. I also insist that Jean Grey and Ororo Munroe go through your new ‘X-Girl ritual’ before me, as they were X-Men before I joined the team as well as older. I would try to push for making all of the rest of the female X-Men visit a body modification technician before me, based on age, but I know you’ll just blow me off and figure out a way to bust Moonstar without my help.”

“Our help!” Illyana interjects with a smirk on her face. “I have to make Dani think you’ve changed your tune and want to embrace lesbian sex, remember. She’ll never fall for it if you approach her on your own. I’ve got my own demands, Logan, Doctor MacTaggert, and Stevie. I get my way or Kitty and I scamper. Without Professor X’s telepathy you haven’t any chance of stopping us before we show up on Magneto’s doorstep and join the Brotherhood of Mutants, or crash the party at the Hellfire Club and hang out with them. I’d make Kitty do it, and my brother Colossus might join us when he gets back from the deep-space trip with the rest of the X-Men.”

Illyana gave me no warning that this was going to happen, and I’m stunned to say the least.

“You are one big pain in the ass, Rasputin,” Logan growls, obviously pissed. “Whatever you try isn’t going to save your roommate from paying the piper, if that’s one of your demands. Let’s hear what you have to say!”

“Oh, you’ve got me wrong, Logan,” Illyana chuckles back. “My first demand is that you three guarantee that you’ll make sure I don’t have to be the last New Mutant to get your new cure for sexual indiscretions. I insist on getting my clitoris extirpated before Rahne, and, if Amara outlasts Kitty, I’m willing to go before her, too.”

“I say we let the young miscreant have her way, Logan!” Moira spits out with obvious relish.

“No, Moira,” Stevie cuts in with a frown on her face, “we can’t agree to this. Legally, Illyana is only a child. The professor would never permit it. Additionally, I can’t see her parents signing the consent forms.”

“I’ll get my parents to give Piotr guardianship over me! If I tell my brother it’s what I want because all of the other girls are doing it, he’ll sign the consent forms. Female circumcision is practiced by some of the Muslim families in the rural Siberia region where the Ust-Ordynsky collective is located. Piotr will not be shocked that this practice is to become a female mutant ritual. If you three join my brother in insisting that my age is properly determined by years lived, rather than years calculated from my birth date, the professor will concede and not stand in my way!”

“I stick with my position that Miss Rasputin will benefit from being circumcised, Logan,” Moira declares firmly. “Never have I seen a girl that needs to be less intractable than Magik! You must be the tiebreaker, I fear.”

“In terms of what we recommend to Charlie, yes,” Logan acknowledges with a shrug. “After that, it’s up to Charlie. I agree to your first request in exchange for your help, Illyana. What’s your next demand?”

“Well, if we’re going to make this an ‘Xavier’s tribal custom’, I insist that female staff as well as female students surrender their sex organ. The female staff, being older and in positions of authority, serve as role models for the students. Additionally, Logan, two of them are on your cobbled together panel determining the fate of everyone else's sex lives. Doctor MacTaggert and Miss Hunter need to put their money where their mouths are!”

“This is outrageous!” bursts from the wall monitor where Moira’s visage exudes both astonishment and anger. “I told you the young miscreant has no place here….”

“It is not outrageous to expect you to show leadership appropriate to your position as a senior researcher and medical expert associated with this school, Doctor MacTaggert!” Illyana declares loudly enough to interrupt Moira. “As I mentioned before, that expectation that you will lead by example is increased by the fact that you are on the panel recommending that we make female circumcision part of our culture.”

“But I have not been shown to have engaged in either embarrassing sexual indiscretions, such as Miss Pryde was filmed being part of last night at some sex club, or the illicit/aberrant sexual behavior Miss Moonstar has been accused of.”

“I believe that ‘not been shown’ is the important disclaimer in that statement, Doctor MacTaggert!” Illyana smugly insists before anyone else can get a word in. “To which I’ll interject the word ‘yet’ between ‘not’ and ‘been’, and remind you that I can make video recording devices work with my scrying pool in Limbo! Let’s take a look at your second example first, Doctor. Are you saying that you’ve never engaged in sex with another woman?”

“This is outrageous!” Moira declares as panic fills her face on the screen. “You’ve no call to make such frivolous clai….”

“Claims are not frivolous if they’re true, Doctor MacTaggert,” Illyana bursts out with a grin on her face. “But, to be clear, I didn’t claim anything. I just asked a question. A question that might be related to your husband, Joseph’s, penchant for wife swapping…and what he and the other husbands sometimes enjoyed watching when they needed breaks to ‘recharge’ their lust.”

“You are an evil, cantankerous child, Miss Rasputin!” Moira spits back looking both embarrassed and desperate. “I was forced to marry my dead husband, and did not know of his unwholesome desires. The man forced me to….”

“I know, Doctor MacTaggert, I saw that too. Joseph MacTaggert was quite the wife beater when he didn’t have his way. I’m sure he earned more than a few crucial votes by dangling foursomes with Lady Kinross…or a threesome if the vote holder was single…before unscrupulous men…or women. I genuinely feel sorry for you, Doctor. However, I will continue to press my case until I’ve won the argument.”

“Never….” Moira begins, before being cut off.

“Never say never, Doctor MacTaggert,” Illyana interjects smugly. “Let’s look at your first example, Kitty’s night with multiple sex partners. An orgy if you will. And let’s go at it from another direction. Doctor MacTaggert, can you tell me where a couple of handfuls of Jamie Madrox, the Multiple Man’s, clones were Thursday night?

“How dare you….”

“And the Monday night before that? And the Friday night before that? And the….”

“ENOUGH!” Moira loudly interrupts Illyana, her eyes filled with tears. “I’ll hear no more of this!”

“Leave it be…for the moment, Rasputin,” I urge softly as Illyana opens her mouth, obviously ready to present another example of Moira MacTaggert’s unexpected sexual escapades. “I think you’ve made your case. Doctor MacTaggert, just before my father called, you were about to recommend that my punishment for my sexual indiscretions last night be female circumcision, weren’t you?” As tears stream down her nodding humiliation-filled face, I continue with, “And when you were interrupted you were beginning to ask Logan if he needed a schedule and contact information. Was that information for a severe body modification technician?”

“Aye!” a tearful Moira hisses before continuing more calmly. “The Scarlet Witch will be in London with her ‘Wicked Wanda’s Body Modification Clinic’ the week after next. I was going to ask if he wanted me to make an appointment with her for you.”

“Thanks, but I’ll be in S.H.I.E.L.D. training that week!” I spit back and then manage a friendly smile. “But then, of course, you had that information at your fingertips because you were considering making a visit to the Scarlet Witch’s clinic yourself. I won’t bother speculating as to whether Banshee found out about Multiple Man, you were afraid he would find out, or whether he merely talked you into it, being something of a fan of declitting videos himself.”

“Thank you for leaving me that much dignity, Miss Pryde,” Moira replies softly as she wipes her tears away. “Logan, I formally recommend that all female staff at, or seen to be part of, Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters be encouraged to undergo clitoridectomies as soon as possible in order to show, as role models, that female circumcision is a practice to be embraced by all female mutants. I’ll schedule my own procedure with the Scarlet Witch the week after next.”

“Don’t you think that you should hold off on that until Sean and Charlie get back from deep space, Moira?” Logan asks in his low gravelly voice with a smirk on his face.

“No, I don’t, Logan!” Moira snaps back. “Neither man owns me! And, I’d rather not be watching Sean abusing himself as I get cut. Send Stevie and Sharon to witness it if you want. It may be good to have some female company around afterwards. Seeing me go before her may help Miss Hunter make up her mind to volunteer for the procedure herself afterwards. We can all be mum about it until you’ve had a chance to investigate one of Miss Moonstar’s pajama parties.”

“Actually, Doctor MacTaggert,” I jump in before Logan can reply, “Stevie will be getting herself declitted before you, despite being less senior. She’ll be getting the Xavier’s mutant society ritual started next Tuesday night, with Logan as HER witness!”

“WHAT?” Stevie roars, totally stunned by my announcement. “Kitty Pryde, what have I done to deserve that?”

“It isn’t anything that you’ve done, Stevie,” I declare while shrugging my shoulders, and then watch a smirk form on Illyana’s face. “At least nothing that I know about. I have no idea what kind of ammo Rasputin has though. I picked on you to lead the female circumcision ritual campaign you three are engaged in because you said you were going to put together a coursework module; a module to teach the students what female circumcision is like and about, and that you were going to provide moral support…to me at least…prior to the dirty deed being done. Well, you won’t have any credibility if you haven’t taken the cut before the rest of us. Sorry, Stevie, but that’s the way I feel. I’m not just being a bitch about my own fate. Do I need to turn you over to Illyana?”

“No…I guess not,” Stevie replies with mixed emotions on her face. “Next Tuesday? With Logan as witness? How in the heck could you dare to be so specific?”

“Actually, darling,” Logan interrupts with a shit-eating grin on his face, “it isn’t you that Pryde is trying to back into a corner. It’s me! You know that venue that we were talking about just before Moira Zoomed in?” Short stuff waits until the flash bulb goes off and hope fills Stevie’s face, before continuing with, “Well, I’m going to be there, as is a cutter, and I need a date. You get your fantasy night if you don’t mind the surprise ending! You in?”

“I’m in!” Stevie declares with an ear-to-ear grin on her face while Moira looks confused on the wall monitor. “Logan, I second Moira’s recommendation that all female staff associated with Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters be encouraged to undergo clitoridectomies as soon as possible in order to show, as role models, that female circumcision is a practice to be embraced by all female mutants. That’s an easy recommendation, as it seems we’ll all be clipped before Professor X has a say.”

Stevie shrugs her shoulders before she adds, “I’ll also formally support the recommendations this ad hoc group will be making to Professor Xavier, after Doctor MacTaggert writes them up and you and I review them, regarding the rest of the mutant girl’s, be they X-Man or New Mutant. Moira, I suggest you end with something emphasizing that there should be no exceptions when it comes to encouraging the girls to embrace female circumcision.”

“No exceptions, including Pryde?” the Wolverine presses, victory on his face.

“No exceptions,” Stevie replies as she shrugs her shoulders again. “I withdraw my proposal to try to get Professor Xavier to change Kitty’s parents’ minds. Sorry, Kitty! I promise I’m not getting even with you for next Tuesday. I can explain in private after this meeting. Logan, I do, however, recommend that Moonstar be the first of the younger girls to undergo circumcision, assuming you and the professor verify the reports we’ve heard about the so-called pajama parties. I also recommend that Jean and Ororo undergo the procedure before Kitty…if it can be at all managed.”

“Well, I’d say our work here is done,” Logan chortles as he pulls a cigar from his shirt pocket. “What do you say, Moira? Will you write it all up?”

“I’ll have a draft by the end of the week, Logan,” Moira replies no longer looking quite so despondent. “I’ll also make the arrangements for myself with the Scarlet Witch. I assume someone will ferry Sharon and Stevie over to Muir Island to witness my own circumcision. Stevie, I’d like to see a video of yours if it can be managed. MacTaggert out!”

As the flat-screen monitor on the wall goes dark, Stevie asks, “Logan, you’re not going to smoke that stogie in the professor’s office are you?”

“Nope! Wouldn’t think of it! I’m gonna go outside and have a nice walk while you ladies celebrate manipulating me into making your dreams come true.” As Logan stands, he sees the questioning look on my face, and adds, “Four months, Pryde. That’s how long you have to wait for your shot. Hopefully, you’ll have a visible bump by then. The bump goes away, and a week later, a smaller, lower, more delicate bump gets taken care of too. Ladies!”

As Logan walks out of the room with a shit-eating grin on his face, while Illyana beams with jubilation, I turn to Stevie and desperately proclaim, “Please don’t be angry with me, Stevie. I really wasn’t trying to ruin your life!”

“Hush, Kitten,” Stevie urges as a grin slowly forms on her face. “I need to tell you something about my family history. And then maybe about that fantasy night Logan mentioned. In order to do that, I need to go back a very long time. In fact, my story starts sometime around three-and-a-half millennia ago in what is now northern Sudan, and what was then called Kerma, which later became the Kingdom of Kush, part of a larger culture known as ancient Nubia.”

“My family was part of the ruling elite in Kerma, and largely maintained their privileged status through history. Part of that history was influenced by Kerma, and then Kush, being located on the southern border of ancient Egypt. In fact, although we were generally subjugated by the Pharaonic Egyptians, there was a period when the Kingdom of Kush, and my ancestors, ruled much of Egypt. Although some of my ancestors lived and died as slaves in ancient Egypt, my linage included many women who were Pharaohs’ wives or high priestesses in the Egyptian religion. After the old religion died out, my family mostly became Coptic Christians.”

“As I’ve told you girls before, ancient Egypt was one of the areas of the world where female circumcision became a coming of age ritual. Those of my ancestors who were priestesses commonly performed these circumcisions that became so important to my ancestors’ societies. My ancestors continued to serve this role after the passing of the old religion. Most Egyptian Coptic Christian girls are circumcised to this day.”

“When my great grandmother, a long-lived woman, immigrated to America, she was a circumcised woman trained to circumcise others. She practiced her trade on many a girl, including my grandmother, and, just before her death, my mother. Unfortunately, my mother did not get trained in how to perform the coming of age ritual, and…modern medicine then inclined not to help with such elective surgeries…could find no one to take care of my needs. This was a great burden on my mother’s soul…and my own. So you see, I am most pleased to hear that I will finally become a circumcised woman, without having to shell out hundreds and hundreds of dollars I don’t have. Wolverine was right! We did manipulate Logan and Moira into making my dreams come true. I am definitely not angry with you, sweetie!”

“You said dreams, rather than dream, Stevie,” Illyana jumps in as relief fills my face accompanied by tears of joy. “You’re talking about the fantasy night Logan hinted at, aren’t you?”

As Stevie blushes badly and nods, she admits, “Yes…yes I was. I spent more than a few years of my life trying to abuse the clitoris I shouldn’t have on that sex bed in the back room of Club STW…where Kitty’s adventure last night took place. I couldn’t get a sponsor to spring for the club’s cover charge so that I could be volunteered to be shared in that back room. Somehow, Kitty has manipulated Logan into volunteering me and shelling out the dough for both the cover charge and my circumcision. You go, girl!”

I grin for the first time in a while, before explaining, “I just happened to overhear some of Logan’s plans…and took advantage of that knowledge when the opportunity presented itself. Just so you won’t feel cheated next Tuesday night, Stevie, I should warn you that you’ll be sharing the attention of the men in that back room with another girl. One of the waitresses was already scheduled to take a turn on the fuck station…God, that sounds nasty coming out of my mouth…so Logan arranged to have a second fu…uhmm…station set up for his date. Additionally, there’s likely going to be at least four of you ladies receiving Doctor Cummings’ tender attentions at the end of the night, too…with a room full of men…and some women…cheering you on.”

“I’ve no problem sharing, Kitty,” Stevie declares with a shy smile on her face. “I just hope they don’t make a sex video of me like they did with you.”

“You’re not a superheroine like Kitty, Stevie,” Illyana interjects with a wicked grin on her face, “so you’re likely safe there. The severe body modification technicians always have their work filmed though. So I would be astonished if Moira…and Banshee…don’t get a chance to see your ‘coming of age’ ceremony…along with a zillion other horny men and women. There’s always bad news to go with the good, isn’t there?”

“Yes, I suppose there is, Illyana,” Stevie replies with a shrug and a sheepish smile. “I’m fine with how this all turned out, Kitty. How about you?”

“Well…I am going to get my S.H.I.E.L.D. training,” I admit with a frown on my face as I formulate an answer to a troubling question. “And I suppose that Wednesday morning, when I requested Logan help me get the training, I would have traded my clittie for it…and been happy to show off my empty hood when the deed was done. Now that I know what sex is about, the trade seems a bit more costly than I would have thought. But, given the recommendations for the new ‘mutant coming of age ritual’ Moira is writing up, it seems pretty likely my clittie didn’t have a long life expectancy anyhow. And, as you’ve explained, female circumcision can be, and has been seen as, a positive experience for most every girl. Yeah, Stevie, I’m fine with taking the gynecology chair in about four months. Jeese, I’m beat. I think I’ll take a nap.”

“You mean you want to go diddle yourself, Pryde!” Illyana pops off with a Cheshire cat grin on her face.

“I hate your guts, Rasputin!”

“Sure you do! I’ll dig up our copy of “The Invisible Woman Get’s Clipped” to watch when you’re randy again later.”

“Have a nice day girls,” Stevie chortles as she opens Professor Xavier’s office door so that we can leave. “And behave yourselves!”

Epilogue

“Have a nice day, Pryde?” Illyana asks as she steps through the door to our bedroom and eyes me lying in my bed, on the opposite side of our room from hers.

“I guess so,” I reply back noncommittally. “I spent most of the day napping, but I’m still tired and sore.”

“Woe is me!” Rasputin chides good naturedly. “Did you call your folks?”

“Yes.”

“How did they take it?”

“Reasonably well I guess, given that we danced around the subject.”

“That they signed your sex life away, or that you’re a card-carrying superheroine?”

“Both…I guess. We danced around both subjects.”

“But they know you’re not peeved at them for having you declitted…because that was going to happen to you anyhow…sooner or later.”

“They know I’m not peeved at them, but they don’t know about the latter.”

“Yeah, best not to spread the news about the new X-Girl ritual until Charlie has given it his official stamp of approval.”

“He might give the whole thing a thumbs down and come to my…our…rescue, before the dirty deed is done. What have you been up to all day?”

“I was in Limbo using my scrying pool to finish sorting out how all this fun came about. I also had a brief run-in with Wolverine a few minutes ago.”

“What was there to sort out, and what did Logan have to say?”

“There was lots to sort out, you dummy. What occurred today didn’t just happen on its own.”

“Oh, do you think! Okay, let’s hear what you think you’ve discovered.”

“I’m pretty sure Professor Xavier planned this whole thing.”

“No way!”

“Way, Pryde! Professor X, himself, sent Doctor MacTaggert the anonymous email with its link to the webcast of the original X-men at the hucow dairy proposing to declit a milked dry Jean Grey; that email got Moira researching the benefits of female circumcision. Xavier also turned Banshee onto declitting webcasts, and whispered in his ear that he should slip us a copy of ‘The Invisible Woman Gets Clipped’—making us a whole lot less resistant to what’s coming than we would have been. He was…is…probably hoping that our newly nurtured blasé attitude towards female circumcision would spread to the other girls. Professor Xavier also determined who would be home here at the X-Mansion to deal with everything that just happened while he and the rest of the X-Men are on the deep-space mission to the Shi’ar throne-world.”

“Need I spell it out for you? Wolverine, an unabashed advocate of female circumcision regardless of who’s involved, but especially eager to see young lesbians and Jean Grey lookalikes clipped. Moira MacTaggert, with a guilt complex of her own, and now a converted proponent of the unappreciated benefits of a quick clitoridectomy…suddenly given the chance to see Jean Grey, who she’s long been jealous of, severely defeminized. And, lastly, there’s Stevie Hunter, a woman who has long craved being allowed to go through the womanhood ceremony her ancestors once conducted. You don’t think he knew how they would respond to the crisis your Danger Room fiasco resulted in?”

“Well you have a good argument going, I admit, Illyana. If you’re saying, don’t get my hopes up for a reprieve, I won’t. Still, I really doubt the professor is being so manipulative. What did Logan have to say? You said you ran into him just a few minutes ago.”

“As I knew I would, from my scying pool session. He gave me the usual spiel to give you. ‘Keep your chin up’ and ‘make the best of things’ garbage. And then he slipped me this bag.” My eyes widen as Illyana pulls a small plastic bag from her shorts pocket, and dumps out three objects—a thumb/jump drive and two very small plastic tubes that I immediately realize are mini-vibrators. “In case you were wondering, Professor Xavier gave Wolverine the bag and told him he would know the right time to give it to you or me. Logan knows what’s on the thumb drive. When he gave me the bag, he said in that all-knowing tone of his, “Katherine, will probably be in the mood to watch the Black Widow webcast right about now’. What did he mean by that?”

I blush really badly before admitting, “Although I’m sore as hell from last night, I’m horny as hell too. My clittie is just throbbing for a climax. I think I’m hooked on sex!”

“Makes sense that the professor anticipated that too, before he gave Logan the bag.”

“The professor’s anticipating the complex chain of events that led to this moment is pretty farfetched, unless he had a scrying pool like you or was consorting with a clairvoyant. However, I admit it strengthens your argument, Rasputin. How do we get him to change course in midstream before clitorises begin biting the dust?”

“Well, not that I’m afraid of getting a tiny nub of flesh clipped out of me or anything, I did use the scrying pool to search through any alternatives we might have to keep certain future events I saw happening from happening,” Illyana explains as she shrugs her shoulders. “I came up with nada. I suggest you enjoy your clit while you can.”

“I hate your guts, Rasputin!”

“I love you too, Pryde! Did you diddle yourself to the ‘Invisible Woman Gets Clipped’ webcast while I was in Limbo.”

“No, I just napped. That’s why I’m still…well I already told you that.”

“Yeah, you did! Get naked, Pryde, and slide over. I’ll pop this thumb drive into the computer and we can watch, ‘The Black Widow Gets Clipped’ on our big flat-screen while we diddle each other with our fingers and mini-vibrators.”

“WHAT? Are you going Sapphic on me, Illyana Rasputin?”

“NO! I just think it will make the webcast a lot hotter if things are happening to our clits that we’re not making happen to ourselves. You know, pinch and tug on your best friend’s sexual center when Natasha’s clittie gets stretched, and then apply the vibrator to the other girl’s pleasure button when the orgasmatron beams are bathing the Black Widow’s sex life. Might lead to one heck of an intense climax when the heroine gets clipped!”

“It might, but someone might hear us. I don’t need any more trouble!”

“The can only declit us once, Pryde! Are you in, or are we going to use two beds after I fetch Sam and Roberto to watch the webcast with us. You are not wasting a first viewing on a simple diddling!”

“I’m in! You’re just lucky I didn’t call your bluff with the boys, because I’m too sore for penetrative sex!”

“I wasn’t bluffing, but I’d rather watch the show alone with you. I bet you that I can make you cum harder and longer than you can make me cum!”

“You’re on, Rasputin. You’re so going to regret that bet! Give me one of those mini-vibes.”

“I sure hope so, Pryde! I sure hope so!” Illyana chortles as she tosses me one of the small sex toys, steps over to the computer, and gets the webcast going, before joining me in disrobing.

Pretty soon Illyana is brushing my clitoris with her fingers every time Viper touches the Black Widow’s sex with her fingers or tongue on the screen, and I’m doing the same to her. And soon after that, we’re pinching and gently tugging on each other’s pleasure button as we watch the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent-cum-Avenger’s clitoris get stretched out of its cavity beneath her clitoral hood by the Richards’ FGC clamp. Then, we’re applying the business end of the mini-vibrators to each other’s clitoral glans as the sultry Russian spy on the screen fights against the orgasmatron emitters beaming pleasure into her well-stretched sex organ. Yeah! I cum first…and I cum hard. Illyana lasts about two seconds longer. We’re both sighing in ecstasy as the buxom redhead on the screen gets herself painfully clipped.

God I hate Rasputin’s guts! Why, you ask? Because now I can’t wait to take my turn with my legs spread before the castratrix to get declitted. And I bet you can’t wait to watch!

“Pryde!” Illyana bursts out between gasps of pleasure as she continues to use the mini-vibrator on me while I do the same for her. “You’re doing it again. Please stop! It’s embarrassing.”

“Doing what again?”

“You’ve got your secondary mutant ability turned on. You’ve broken the fourth wall of storytelling with your phasing ability. Communicating with an unknown number of story viewers in an unknown number of parallel universes while we’re making each other climax is a deal breaker for me!”

“OH! Sorry, Illyana! If there’s another webcast on that thumb drive we can give this another go.”

In the meantime, I’ll wish you fine folks goodbye!

Shadowcat and Magik used their fingers and mini-vibrators on each other again as they watched Batgirl get neutered with a declitting tube on the webcast, ‘Batgirl’s Nightmare in the Den of the Drug Lord’.

The End

The Fall of the Mutants will continue with either:

Dani Moonstar: The Cruelest Cut

or

Jean Grey’s Wild West Hucow Dairy Adventure

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